Today I asked me therapist how much he weighs.
He replied...and with much confusion...until I revealed to him...that his weight was now my new goal for my deadlift.
I have been exercising lifting weights etc. pretty regularly for almost a year now.
The exercise regime has been an invaluable part of my therapy and recovery since my diagnosis of PTSD and Major Depression last fall. I have come to rely on the 3 to 4 days a week at the gym/running as necessary for my progress, health, stabilization and well being.
This week we (the gym members) are setting new goals for our weight lifting.
I decided I would set a new weight for each person in my life who is both helping me through this difficult time and causing me great frustration and sometimes even anger.
My therapist is at the top of the list! Imagine that.
The good news is...I was able to tell him what I was working on.
Later I received a phone call.
I have been asked to be a part of a mental health seminar as someone who is taking their physical health as an active part in their overall well being.
This is put together by my therapist.
Here is someone who knows the worst of my worst...yet he finds value in how I am choosing to fight it.
I said yes...and that I am so grateful.
We are all more than our illness or disease make us out to be.
We have so much to offer.
I am grateful someone has reminded me that...I am more than my PTSD, my anxiety, my Depression and even my suicidal ideation.
He replied...and with much confusion...until I revealed to him...that his weight was now my new goal for my deadlift.
I have been exercising lifting weights etc. pretty regularly for almost a year now.
The exercise regime has been an invaluable part of my therapy and recovery since my diagnosis of PTSD and Major Depression last fall. I have come to rely on the 3 to 4 days a week at the gym/running as necessary for my progress, health, stabilization and well being.
This week we (the gym members) are setting new goals for our weight lifting.
I decided I would set a new weight for each person in my life who is both helping me through this difficult time and causing me great frustration and sometimes even anger.
My therapist is at the top of the list! Imagine that.
The good news is...I was able to tell him what I was working on.
Later I received a phone call.
I have been asked to be a part of a mental health seminar as someone who is taking their physical health as an active part in their overall well being.
This is put together by my therapist.
Here is someone who knows the worst of my worst...yet he finds value in how I am choosing to fight it.
I said yes...and that I am so grateful.
We are all more than our illness or disease make us out to be.
We have so much to offer.
I am grateful someone has reminded me that...I am more than my PTSD, my anxiety, my Depression and even my suicidal ideation.
